Our minds can generate a sound
The sound of madness
Chaotic,uncontrollable, and ruthless
Who knew your greatest enemy
Lurks from within
Minds create but
can also destroy
Minds can be influenced, maybe even controlled
Your mind is not your friend
Its a pretender
It knows everything you've done
Our minds are what turn us against each other
It's the thing that gives you sadness not gifts
They always say be careful who you trust
But is it really them we should be worried about?